Tossed on Your Waves
Some FujiMare inspired 2am drabble. Enjoy :3
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Some say they love the ocean, some say that.
But no one does as I do.
No one.
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I've missed you my darling.
It's been a long time;
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Your encompassing embrace, hands glowing like fire. Warmth I long for…you can read my mind, yet I don't need such power to know what it is you desire.
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Is it me…my love?
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In your arms the ocean is mine, I am one with it. Seas rich with magic, I can breathe in your waters, they fill me, and my soul. Breathing you in, cool…cold waters…like air after a fresh rain. Pure, cleansing, stimulating…
My soul drains in your long absences, yearning, longing for you. When you return, you fill me brimming with your passion and love…overflowing my emptiness. I am renewed, a withering plant quenched and revived. Your touch, so gentle and yet so forceful, like the invisible forces of the moon that pull the tides inexorably, so is my heart inescapably flustered under your affections.
Skin as soft as manta ray wings; I was always under the spell of your ocean since the day I laid eyes on it, but under your grasp I am fervently at your mercy. Willingly… desperately…
"M…mammare-sama…"
You make me weak with love, I shudder at the very thought of each time your current washes past my bow once again. Grace my exposed flesh with your supple lips, my slender gaunt form and makeup stained cheekbones...the rouge on my face can't hide my emotion flushed skin fueled by our vehemence.
Swollen as storm waves, I find myself eager to be your object; toss me like a lost vessel, ravage me like a maelstrom, roll me under like a crashing wave cresting over the beachfront, do with me as you will. I am but your humble servant; you have my heart, now always and forever.
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I am yours, body and soul.
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I have missed you…my darling.
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